#blas

I love New York. You can pop out of the Underworld in Central Park, hail a taxi, head down Fifth Avenue with a giant hellhound loping behind you, and nobody even looks at you funny. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#blasé #new-york-city #nonchalance #funny

A skeptical man with a credo, 'Seeing is believing'. One day he found something so alien and said, 'I can't believe what I just saw'. Then the other man with different credo, 'Blessed are they who believe without seeing'. One day he found something so alien and said, 'This is blasphemy, sinful and evil'. ↗

— Toba Beta

#believing #blasphemy #credo #evil #life

There's so much mudslinging going on, and people get so turned off by that. It seems like neither party is aware of that. They're too concerned with blasting each other. ↗

— Steve Chabot

#blasting #concerned #each #get #going

My first two years in the CFL, all I thought of was getting back to the NFL - it was like 'I'll put my time in up here and go back.' Then I went and signed a nice contract in Calgary and was like, 'Hey, I can make a living up here, this is great football, and I'm having a blast.' ↗

— Doug Flutie

#blast #contract #first #football #getting

It is the still, small voice that the soul heeds, not the deafening blasts of doom. ↗

— William Dean Howells

#deafening #doom #small #small voice #soul

If He ever did come back, if He ever dared to show His face, or his Glyph, or whatever in the Garden again— if after all this destruction, if after all the terrible days of this terrible century, He returned to see how much suffering His abandonment had created, if all He has to offer is death, you should sue the bastard. That’s my only contribution to all this theology: sue the bastard for walking out. How dare He. ↗

— Tony Kushner

#religion #death

...I put you on the pedestal - made you a saint - dare I blaspheme?... ↗

— John Geddes

#blaspheme #love #saint #worship #love

My will and my desire were turned by love, the love that moves the sun and the other stars.' Dante was trying to explain faith, I think, as an overpowering love, and maybe it's blasphemous, but that's how I think of the way that I love you. You came into my life and suddenly I had one truth to hold on to-that I loved you, and you loved me. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#dantes-paradise #desire #love #stars #sun

Then, what is sacrelige [sic]? If it is nothing more than a rebellion against dogma, it is eventually as meaningless as the dogma it defies, and they are both become hounds ranting in the high grass, never see the boar in the thicket. Only a religious person can perpetrate sacrelige: and if its blasphemy reaches the heart of the question; if it investigates deeply enough to unfold, not the pattern, but the materials of the pattern, and the necessity of a pattern; if it questions so deeply that the doubt it arouses is frightening and cannot be dismissed; then it has done its true sacreligious [sic] work, in the service of its adversary: the only service that nihilism can ever perform. (unused 1949 prefatory note to The Recognitions) ↗

— William Gaddis

#dogma #enlightenment #insight #inspirational #nihilism

You will continue in her service until she is done with you. Whether you believe she exists or not.” Silence smiled, “She does like blasphemers. ↗

— Daniel Surry

#daniel-surry #fantasy #horror #iron-of-the-innocent #religion